23: 57.5% of 40 (and 1 day)

23 weeks and 1 day. I’m a day late with my weekly update because I spent yesterday away from computers (well, computers larger than my phone). My husband could take a day off, so I did too. We slept in, went to a new museum (MONA), and had our skylight repaired. My body chemistry was also at war with me and busy coming down with a cold. 😦

It’s been a busy week with our floorboards being finished. I will post photos in another post, but I think they look great. And are actually safe to walk on – woo-hoo! Most of the weekend was spent cleaning things and putting them back in their normal places. We’re still not finished, but we have a long weekend ahead of us so can afford to take things slowly.

Most people seem to think their hormones go crazy when they’re carrying a little one, but those of us who have been through IVF and other fertility treatments that mess with your hormones know they’re just being wimps. In general I feel so much calmer. But I think last weekend the added exhaustion of the floorboards and stuff got to me. Saturday morning we stopped at the shops to get lots of sponges and a new mop for cleaning. I saw my reflection in a window, and thought I actually looked like I had a bump rather than excessive abdominal fat. And completely freaked out with worry wondering if anyone I was passing might be infertile and hate seeing me. I kept trying to hide behind my husband.

Then Sunday morning I realised I hadn’t felt Sparky move for over 12 hours and had a hysterical cryfest. I cried for Sparky, I cried for Blobby, I cried for everything. If there was a crying Olympics I could have cried for Australia and taken out gold. Sparky wound up not wiggling for me for 36 hours. I don’t know if he’s changed position or what, but I don’t feel him nearly as much as I had for the past couple weeks, and I hate it. There’s not much that I find reassuring in this whole process, but feeling him move at least assured me that at the time of movement he was able to move.

I had decided a month or so ago to join an antenatal exercise class or two. The only yoga instructor that specialises in antenatal seems to assume you don’t work as all classes are during business hours, so that was out. And I tried signing up for an aqua aerobics class, but that had a waiting list. Well I got a call last night, and I’m in the class now. It’s once a week and I can go starting tonight, so tonight I’ll avoid my fear of being harpooned and go. I look ridiculous in my tankini, but I’m hoping the others will too.

I’m hoping the long weekend coming up makes the next week feel like it’s passing quickly! I’m nervous about having the GD blood test on Tuesday and seeing the OB on Thursday.

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I swear you & I are so in sync sometimes! I had a major cry fest/emotional breakdown this morning…I’ll post about it later, but needless to say I was a mess! Sorry to hear you were feeling the same way. Hoping the class goes well tonight and your upcoming appointments bring reassurance your way. Thinking of you and sending hope and love your way ((hugs))

Yay for the floorboards! I’m sorry to hear that it was such a rough weekend … hopefully Sparky is in a better position for kicking and punching again. I’m glad that you’re going to be in a prenatal exercise class … I didn’t have one this time around, but it was really nice last time to be around people who looked as unbalanced as I did. And don’t worry, you will NOT look ridiculous in your tankini. Or, you will, and everyone else will, too. *hug*

Catharsis. It’s a good thing. Even if Sparky caused it by being uncooperative.

Did you know Weird Al has a blog? I was reading today about how he did a parody of a Lady Gaga song and she wouldn’t give him permission to release it. So he’s posting it all over the internet. My opinion of him just jumped up a whole lot.

How awful that Sparky was not jumping around enough to reassure his mama! I hope he’ll be more considerate from now on. I had a little panic last week because I thought mine was moving less. It’s draining being on high alert at all times trying to notice and analyze every little movement. I’m sure we’ll miss all the little kicks and wiggles once our babes arrive (alive and safe, please!) but it will be good riddance to the constant anxiety!

Sounds like an eventful week. Hope Sparky behaves and kicks you right in the bladder! I always woke C up with some pineapple juice when I didn’t feel him for the day. It did the trick.
P.S I still love you, even if you are not a lamb eater!

when i was around early 20-something weeks, there were a few times when baby girl didn’t move too much (compared to her usual crazy dancing), and it freaked me out. cold milk helped a bit, as did poking the crap out of my belly. it got to the point where dh was getting upset at me for “hurting” her, but i really just NEEDED her to move a bit more and reassure me. luckily, the further along you get, the more sparky will move for you, so hope that makes you feel better :o)

Please don’t be too nervous about the GD test! You eat so healthy and even if it arises it is perfectly manageable and will just mean you see the OB more often! Also the excercise classes are great, so proud of you for that! Can’t wait to see your growing bump. Love u xxoo

Yay for floorboards! I am sure Sparky will be kicking and bothering his mama all sorts of ways again very soon. I love the sentence – the crying Olympics, you could have cried for Australia. Ha ha. I have felt that way too sometimes. I hope you enjoy the exercise class.